In today’s episode of “When Activism Goes Awry,” we explore the curious case of Renee Good, a white woman who seems to have inadvertently become a symbol—or perhaps a symbol gone wrong—for some liberals. On her mission to mete out her own version of justice, she put herself in a rather precarious position with an ICE agent that ended tragically. Now, it seems like Hollywood and street protesters are scrambling to cast her as the new face of their movement, but their efforts seem to be, well, a bit lackluster.
The script deviates from the usual because Renee Good happens to check the wrong boxes on the intersectional hierarchy that has become gospel for progressive politics. While trying to paint her as an icon, some protesters find themselves in a dilemma. Even as they march, you can almost see the question marks floating above their heads. It’s as if they’re asking, “Should we really be doing this? Is protesting for a white woman even the right thing to do here?” There’s a lot of soul-searching, but not much in the way of coherent answers.
And then there’s the divide that this has inadvertently highlighted in liberal circles. Even the protesters attending these marches can’t quite put a finger on why they’re there. There’s a sense of discomfort, a sort of existential crisis, perhaps. A lot of it seems to be about privilege—the buzzword that never sleeps. Some wonder if their cries and lamentations are doing any good, particularly when other communities have faced chronic struggles of their own that feel more pressing and, frankly, more deserving of the spotlight.
Meanwhile, many black Americans are standing by, bemused by the scene unfolding before them. There’s a palpable frustration in the air. “MAGA, we need to show up during the midterms!” says one vocal observer, highlighting that the liberal antics are seen as just more of the same empty rhetoric. Conservatives see this as just another opportunity for the left to spin a narrative that doesn’t quite add up, while catering to a selective sense of outrage.
Ultimately, Renee Good’s story doesn’t seem likely to spark a movement, at least not in the way some might have hoped. It’s an awkward fit, a mismatched puzzle piece in the well-documented saga of liberal activism. Plenty of folks are shaking their heads, wondering why in the world they’d risk becoming entangled in this muddled discourse. While America grapples with real issues affecting all its citizens, perhaps this episode will serve as a comical yet poignant reminder that not every candidate for sainthood is one worth canonizing in the ever-evolving theater of political spectacle.

